Salomé - A Tragedy in One Act. Oscar Wilde

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СКАЧАТЬ Outside the Palace.

      SCENE—A great terrace in the Palace of Herod, set above the banqueting-hall. Some soldiers are leaning over the balcony. To the right there is a gigantic staircase, to the left, at the back, an old cistern surrounded by a wall of green bronze. Moonlight.

      THE YOUNG SYRIAN. How beautiful is the Princess Salomé to-night!

      THE PAGE OF HERODIAS. Look at the moon! How strange the moon seems! She is like a woman rising from a tomb. She is like a dead woman. You would fancy she was looking for dead things.

      THE YOUNG SYRIAN. She has a strange look. She is like a little princess who wears a yellow veil, and whose feet are of silver. She is like a princess who has little white doves for feet. You would fancy she was dancing.

      THE PAGE OF HERODIAS. She is like a woman who is dead. She moves very slowly.

      [Noise in the banqueting-hall.]

      FIRST SOLDIER. What an uproar! Who are those wild beasts howling?

      SECOND SOLDIER. The Jews. They are always like that. They are disputing about their religion.

      FIRST SOLDIER. Why do they dispute about their religion?

      SECOND SOLDIER. I cannot tell. They are always doing it. The Pharisees, for instance, say that there are angels, and the Sadducees declare that angels do not exist.

      FIRST SOLDIER. I think it is ridiculous to dispute about such things.

      THE YOUNG SYRIAN. How beautiful is the Princess Salomé to-night!

      THE PAGE OF HERODIAS. You are always looking at her. You look at her too much. It is dangerous to look at people in such fashion. Something terrible may happen.

      THE YOUNG SYRIAN. She is very beautiful to-night.

      FIRST SOLDIER. The Tetrarch has a sombre look.

      SECOND SOLDIER. Yes; he has a sombre look.

      FIRST SOLDIER. He is looking at something.

      SECOND SOLDIER. He is looking at some one.

      FIRST SOLDIER. At whom is he looking?

      SECOND SOLDIER. I cannot tell.

      THE YOUNG SYRIAN. How pale the Princess is! Never have I seen her so pale. She is like the shadow of a white rose in a mirror of silver.

      THE PAGE OF HERODIAS. You must not look at her. You look too much at her.

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